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"Haha I know." Fang Lang thought that Li Baoen was not easy to attack, especially Sawada Tsunayoshi, but he was indeed a good teacher.
"Well, you wait a moment, have a meal at noon and then take a plane to Japan." The ninth generation said and took Fang Lang to the restaurant, "Have a meal with me, an old man."
"Kudaime, you are still in your prime." Fang Lang said not as a compliment. It is true that the current Kyudaime has not been put into Goramosca's body because of the xanxus incident, so he was seriously injured by Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"Haha, young people just know how to say nice things." Jiudaime said with a smile.
After a delicious meal at noon, Fang Lang got on the plane under the watch of Jiudaime.
"Kudaime, am I already considered a candidate for the leader of the tenth generation?" At the last moment before getting on the plane, Fang Lang remembered that he had not yet confirmed it to the ninth generation.
"If not, why would the Kyuudaime send you off on his own private jet?" Coyote smiled and patted Fang Lang on the back, "Okay, let's go!"
"Kudaime, I will come back again!" Fang Lang knew that the next time he came here would be the time for the battle for the ring.
"Goodbye." Jiudaime waved towards Fang Lang and said.
"Goodbye! Take care, Kyuudaime!" As soon as Fang Lang finished speaking, he entered the private plane.
As soon as Fang Lang stepped into the private plane, he suddenly felt like he was in heaven.
"Kudaime really knows how to enjoy it" Fang Lang muttered and took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures. He was going to post again.
¡¾Second-generation Brother Cheng: This time it¡¯s a luxury private jet! Don't envy me too much! [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]]
Fang Lang finished posting the post triumphantly, then sat down on the sofa, took off the three black gold scimitars on his body and wiped them with the cloth in his backpack, as if he were wiping some treasure.
However, these three black gold scimitars are indeed Fang Lang's treasures. Without them, Fang Lang's strength would be worth a 20% drop.
After wiping and taking back the scabbard, Fang Lang thought it was time to reply. Then he took out his phone again and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. There was a mafia subordinate B standing beside him. He gave Fang Lang a glass of vodka. .
Of course, Fang Lang picked it up and took a sip, and then felt that it was indeed a rich man's wine that tasted good.
However, while he was drinking, a reply made him almost choke, "Ahem, cough, cough!"
"Mr. Fang?!" Mafia subordinate B hurriedly took the napkin and handed it to Fang Lang.
Fang Lang wiped it on randomly, and then shouted dissatisfied: "Damn it, the performance is really trying to compete with me!"
¡° Not only was the music played on Fang Lang¡¯s phone restored, but a picture was also attached.
Song: What is this? Look at my [picture]. This is my private jet. It¡¯s my own plane!
Mu Yuna: I would have been a little envious of you, if the performance had not posted his picture.
Every day is bright: Same as above +1
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Fang Lang put down his wine glass, held the phone with both hands, and clicked on the Jiugongge Pinyin input method on the phone screen.
The second generation Cheng brother replied to the performance: Which world are you in, tell me! I'll go there too!
Reply to the second-generation Cheng brother with the performance: "Tornado Butler"
The second generation Cheng brother replied to the performance: Forget it, I won¡¯t go, there is no passion!
Fang Lang was unhappy at first, but when he saw that the music played was a boring anime, he felt that his world with fighting was more interesting, and he happily picked up the wine again.
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After Fang Lang became sleepy after drinking, he finally slept peacefully, and then was woken up by the mafia's subordinate B, saying that he had landed in Namimori Town.
Fang Lang nodded, then went to the bathroom to clean himself up, said goodbye to a few people, and headed towards Feng's home.
As soon as he entered the door, Fang Lang saw Yiping practicing in the yard.
"Drink! Ha¡ª¡ª!" Yiping was practicing seriously when she suddenly felt a line of sight looking at her. She turned around and showed a big smile.
"Fang Lang, brother!" Yiping doesn't speak Japanese very well, but he insists on speaking Japanese in Japan, so he stutters a bit.
"Well! Yiping!" Fang Lang immediately caught Yiping who was rushing toward him, then dragged it on his arm and asked happily: "Your teacher ah, thatWhere is the owner of the shop? "
"Boss, get out." Yiping saw an extra backpack behind Fang Lang and looked at it in confusion.
After Fang Lang put Yiping down, he took off his backpack, then took out the phoenix egg from inside and dragged it up to show Yiping: "This is the phoenix egg, Yiping."
"Phoenix, egg?" Yiping tilted his head and looked at Fang Lang in confusion.
"Well, the phoenix is ??a mythical beast! So this egg can hatch into a phoenix!" Fang Lang said with a smile, then went into the room and placed the phoenix egg on an extra pillow.
"? On the pillow, what are you doing?" Yiping asked in confusion, "Hatch?"
"Ah haha, I didn't hatch it." Fang Lang said, pointing to the phoenix egg, "We have to take good care of it in the future, so that it will break out of the shell on its own. Now it can hear everything you say."
"Hear that?!" Yiping took a step back in surprise, and then approached cautiously, "You, okay" Then he pointed at himself, "I, Yiping. You?"
Fang Lang saw Yiping looking at him in confusion, knowing that he was asking himself what the name of the phoenix egg was. Fang Lang smiled and said, "Just call it Phoenix."
"Ah phoenix!" Yiping shouted happily, and then circled around the phoenix egg.
"Ah Huangwhy does it sound like calling a dog's nameYiping" Fang Lang covered his forehead weakly, and then he saw Yiping's smile but said nothing.
"Ah Huang! Ah Huang!" Yiping jumped up and down happily.
The wind hasn¡¯t come back yet, so Fang Lang plans to go directly to Sawada Tsunayoshi¡¯s house for a while to express his gratitude. He should have settled in Sawada Tsunayoshi¡¯s house now, right?
Thinking to himself, Fang Lang took his three black gold scimitars, and without worrying about the phoenix eggs, he told Yiping that he had something to go out and promised to come back in the evening, and headed towards Sawada Tsunayoshi's house. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com